Dear Haderus NA PC

Rohamad_Ali · August 2016

Telel wrote: »

Telel saw all of four bloops all night.

However they're pretty sure that every griff in the entire game walked over this one's corpse at least thrice. And that was just one siege.

I tried easing into Haderus an was like

Publius_Scipio · August 2016

NACtron wrote: »

@Publius_Scipio Pass this message on to your "Lord" Fengrush and the rest of the Local defenders of Haderus

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c0ndsXVaPwc

You like many warlords before you.... Many many warlords.... Their coming was heralded and promoted.... And it was built up and up. Just like the rays of the rising sun break over the eastern horizon in the morning, and with it comes the anticipation of a hot sweltering mid summer day.... So too did the anticipation of these past warlords and their armies build up and up. And as the sun sits atop the world as the bright king in the sky and your local meteorologist tells you there is a UV index of 9, the warlords and their armies came and for a time sat atop the campaigns.

But NOTHING in the universe IS EXEMPT from the EBB AND FLOW. The ebb and flow woven so intricately into the very fabric of time and existence itself. And you Nactron along with the Pact Militia are forced to take the same path as all those who came before. Like a train, you have no choice but to follow the rails chugging along... CHOO!!!! CHOOOOOOO!!!!! And unfortunately for you, the Pact Militia train has absolutely no choice but to make a stop at FENGRUSH VILLE!....

And then the train begins rolling, chugging again, through and out of FENGRUSH Ville.... But the train is no longer the same.... It no longer chugs along happily.... No more choo choo.... The train and all those aboard are ravaged and haggard.... Defeated physically and mentally shattered.

And finally the train reaches the end of the tracks. And thats where I am Nactron. Like the Boatman waiting on the banks of the river Styx. I ferry all the souls of shattered former champions and guilds into the retirement home. Just ask WRX and Decibel. HOWEVER! Unlike the Boatman who requires coin.... For you Nactron and your army of red marionettes.... I am going to waive the fee. Free of charge.

And then Nactron you find yourself on a regimented schedule at the retirement home. And every so often you will wake up in the dead of night in a cold sweat and think about the past. You will think about the "could have beens". You will have the feeling that someone or something is watching you Nactron. You will look under your bed and in the closet for the boogeyman.

And maybe it was the boogeyman.... But I can gaurenDAMNtee you Nactron that when the boogeyman is finished with you and its time for him to go to sleep, HE'S LOOKING UNDER HIS BED AND IN HIS CLOSET FOR THE SCIPIO!!!!!!!!